Heros with Beards, and Dresses

I’m not a TV watcher; I enjoy reading, playing strategic-type games, and of course, writing. Sometimes I just feel this tiny desire to watch something. Today was one of those days: kids home from school, and I have three girls making all kinds of noise. I didn’t really have anything in mind. I tried to watch Cake Boss, and that kept glitching and then eventually crapped out on me. So, I went browsing again, and Queer Eye popped up on my screen. Heck yeah, that’s the one. This past year, they put out their final season after 10 years. Lordy, that alone brought me all kinds of emotions.

You may be wondering why I’m talking about this. Who even cares that you are sitting at home listening to screaming girls and trying to find a piece of sanity?

I watched the first episode of the last season. I cried more than I even care to admit. This is the first time I have watched that show in a few years. When I watched it before, it always made me cry throughout the entire show as well, every single time.

Again, why am I even talking about this? Well, because it moved something in me that I needed to share. These men have spent 10 years taking care of others, loving others. TEN YEARS of their lives devoted to helping others. They have stepped out into the spotlight in a world that is hateful to those who are different. They didn’t even care; all they cared about was taking care of others. When you watch their show, those emotions are not fake; you can’t fake that. They are genuine human beings with some of the best hearts I have ever seen in my entire life.

I can’t even imagine what they must have gone through growing up, what they still go through now, in a world that doesn’t like different. I can’t imagine the ridicule they received and the shame they must have felt for something they had no control over. Yet, they still didn’t turn out to be awful people because of the treatment they received in the past. Instead, they publicly went out and changed the world.

Changing the world, those guys? I’m sure there are a lot of people out there in the world who have never even heard of them. That doesn’t matter. What matters is that they took their precious time here on Earth and turned their heartbreak into a movement. These men turned out to be some of the most amazing, loving, and genuine people I’ve ever seen. Though I have not had the fortune of meeting them, I don’t need to meet them to know that. As an empath, I don’t need to be near someone. There is no amount of acting that can replace that look.

They go into these bad situations and don’t try to be anybody but who they are, changing people’s worlds in the most amazing ways. They know what it’s like to feel low, and they don’t want others to feel that way. If these amazing and very fabulous gay men can literally put themselves out there to be ridiculed so that they can also show the world what love REALLY looks like, they deserve a standing ovation. They are my heroes in a way. They teach us that it’s okay to be who we are and to embrace it. They teach us to love ourselves and others. They are the epitome of what this world needs. I don’t care that one has long hair, a beard, and wears dresses. He is a fabulous heart, they all do.

It’s not hard to be kind to others; it doesn’t matter what you have been through. We have all been through terrible things. The only difference is whether we choose a positive or negative outlook about it.

Let me ask you something. Do you enjoy feeling loved by someone? Do you enjoy when people are kind to you? Does it bring joy to your heart when people are kind to the ones you love? Well, everyone else feels the same way too. I don’t know you, and I can bet that the answer to all three of those questions was yes. Because humans have a natural need to feel loved. So, with that being said, why wouldn’t you show the same kindness to everyone around you that you would like for yourself? Yes, this is the golden rule: Do unto others as you would have them do to you. Not just you, like I said, your loved ones as well.

Here are some more questions. Do you hate it when people are mean to you, especially when you did absolutely nothing to them? Would you be extremely angry and hurt if someone was mean to or hurt your loved ones? Do you enjoy being able to be yourself without others being mean to you because of it? Did you answer yes to all three of those questions? I really hope so.

Think about all these things the next time you get mad and feel the need to be mean to another person, even if you aren’t mad, and feel the need to hurt another person. It costs nothing to be kind, but for some people, it costs everything to be treated hatefully, including their own lives.